Hello beautiful Souls, my message today is a poem about aging.
How Beautiful is to age?
As you gracefully grow older your hearing deteriorates, but you listen more intently.
As you gracefully grow older your eyesight dims, but you look far deeper.
As you gracefully grow older, your voice may waver, but every word you speak is full of meaning.
As you gracefully grow older your strength diminishes, but your touch softens.
As you gracefully grow older you walk slower because you linger longer.
As you gracefully grow older your hair changes colour and the greyness brings wisdom.
As you gracefully grow older wrinkles appear. Simply depicting character, laugher and a life time of experiences.
As you gracefully grow older the essence of being becomes BEING... Your heart is full with love and your soul is at peace.
By Avra Poelmann
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